fight.
battle tested.
golmore's berserker.
rules.
if you refer to my character as 'chocolate', 'mocha', or anything along those lines, i will fucking kill you.
please keep ic and ooc separate. on my hands and knees begging, actually.
i'm cool sharing discords after a scene if ur wanting to plan more rp.
i am not a full time rper. i am an adult with a life, and i also do a lot of content when i am online. please do not guilt me for not having time for scenes constantly.
hi. i'm deer. i rp. this part isn't rlly important, as ur here for the rabbit and not for me. ur so valid for that.
about.
hold strong, soldier.
kara blær brazen oak. 260. female.
she / her.
height. seven fulms six ilms.
skin/hair color. deep brown skin. ivory hair; hints of silvery white.
eye color. warm brow.
notable features. a scar running from the left side of her chin to her cheekbone. her left arm from shoulder to fingertip replaced with a prosthetic. various other slashes, burns, and long healed gashes spanning her freckled form.
job occupation. prosthetics smithy, occasional expedition escort.
place of origin. golmore jungle.
home. the black shroud.
affiliation. griffon's steel, the maelstrom.
family. mother, father, brother, and sisters within golmore. mother of four. widowed.
personality. with such a behemoth of a viera, one would expect loud and boisterous. but that would be the furthest from the truth.calm, standoffish, willful, and one could almost say gruff. she's an old woman, and she acts the part. people who know her often compare here to a solid wall of ice and chill -- but that isn't truly the case. she's guarded; careful, even. not quick to jump and allow others in. but when a bond is formed, she is warm, loving, inviting, and viciously protective.she cares, though she struggles to show it. softer emotions are not her strong suit. she'll show it in small gestures. offering one food/drink, idle touches if allowed; perhaps even a small smile - typically in private.
her long past is shrouded in mystery, as she would prefer it to be. she carries a great, heavy shame upon her shoulders and only those closest know even the whispers of it.and so her known story begins as she arrives in ul'dah some thirty years ago. a fiery, angry, and bullheaded woman. a scrappy thing that would often choose bite over bark if one looked at her the wrong way. eventually it caught up to her -- forced to either serve time or enlist with the maelstrom. and so... with the maelstrom she went.she served until carteneau -- taking a grievous injury and being forced to retire early. now a tired veteran and a diligent smith; she spends her time with prosthetics, tending to her garden, and accompanying those who need protection.
maelstrom. if one was enlisted in the maelstrom in the last 30 years, one could have known storm sergeant first class oak. were you in her platoon? were they deployed together?
metal work. oak owns her own smithy. griffon's steel; a small business located in la noscea known mostly for their prosthetic metal crafts. have you received a prosthetic from her? perhaps you supply the materials she needs?
mist. mist sensitive to a high degree, more so than your typical viera, to the point where utilizing her own is a danger to others and herself. she can often be found purchasing mist cartridges - though most know her as someone who refuses to use a gunblade.
